Fireworks Bed Sores Lyrics

I'm glad that you still came by
It wasn't really icy outside
I was just in one of my moods
Now we're laughing on bed sheets in my room

My mother she slept on the couch
While deer hooves made holes in the ground
Maybe my brother's blood
Dripped on me from the top bunk

Chorus:
I keep telling myself, that everybody's tale's better than my own
And my Hell is my own The neighbors were young back then
And their homes were new to them
Now they can't sleep at night
'Cause their husbands are dying inside, their husbands are dying inside

CHORUS

Bridge:
These houses are headstones
These basements they are graves
After getting out, I never thought I would want back in
I want back in

CHORUS

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